Remorse After Breaking Up

Charles was instantly enraged. "You despicable lowborn from Dragotha. How dare you insult the noble Prince Charles? You've gone too far this time. This is the end for you!"

Victor sneered coldly. "You've got some nerve, kid. Insulting Prince Charles is an unforgivable crime. I'm declaring right now that your life ends here and there's no place on Earth where you belong. You're a dead man walking." "The Lewis family seconds that. His life ends here!"

"The Wilder family agrees!"

"So does the Harris family!"

One after the other, members of the prominent families voiced their agreement. They were condemning Sebastian as if he had committed the most heinous of crimes.

"All of you mean nothing to me, and you think you can block my path? I'm standing right here. I'd love to see how you plan on doing that," Sebastian responded.

As he spoke, an overwhelming bearing surged from Sebastian that silenced the crowd. With his current level of power, these people were indeed nothing compared to him. If he infused spiritual power into his voice, a single shout could kill them all. But Sebastian knew these were the elites of Divinopolis' top families. If he killed them all, it would shock the entire Dragotha. Besides, he couldn't shake the feeling that someone was orchestrating this whole thing in the dark.

Victor was stunned for a moment before his anger flared. "You're incredibly arrogant! Do you realize that offending Prince Charles could spark a conflict between our nations? You'd go down in history as a traitor! Can you stand to bear that burden?" Kenny chimed in, "He's right! Insulting Prince Charles alone is enough to justify killing you on the spot. And no one would say a word against it!"

The crowd nodded in agreement.

Sebastian smirked with disdain. "It's just a tiny speck of a country. What is there to fear?"

Kenny snorted. "You're a fool. Prince Charles' country may be small, but it's highly advanced. It's a developed nation and a member of a powerful alliance. They're not to be trifled with!"

Lrya added, "Mr. Kenny is right.

Angering Prince Charles would bring disaster upon us all. You should get down on your knees and apologize before it's too late. You wouldn't want to go down in history as a traitor, would you now?"

Charles stood tall, his arrogance palpable. "You lowborn Dragotha scum, how dare you call us a tiny speck of a country? Are you completely ignorant of history? Don't you know how we once invaded your land? The men of Dragotha are all cowards, good for nothing but

licking our boots!

"But your women are quite divine. I remember my great-grandfather used to tell me about the time we invaded. He mentioned how they'd enjoy themselves with your women, day in and day out. The way those women screamed in agony was absolutely delightful."

"Do you have a death wish?" Sebastian's fists clenched as a terrifying killing intent erupted from him.

Esme knew Sebastian well. She quickly grabbed his arm and whispered, "Don't be reckless. He's the prince of Cereria after all. If you kill him, the consequences will be severe."

Kenny shouted harshly, "You really don't know your place, do you? You kept provoking Prince Charles again and again. You must really have a death wish."

Sebastian let out a bitter laugh. "Didn't you hear what he said? A monster like him deserves to be eradicated by everyone!"ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .